“Stop worrying.” “Stop worrying? I’ve been more than just worrying, Joe. God, I feel like I haven’t been able to breathe again until just now.” With her arm around my waist, she slipped her hand into the ass pocket of my jeans and leaned into my side. “What happened?” I thought about feeding her the same bullshit I’d given to the Gards, but I had too much respect for this girl, and had too many feelings involved, to give her anything other than the truth. “He walked out on Mam a couple of weeks ago for some barmaid from town that she caught him messing around with,” I heard myself explain,
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